a bit of caminopedia for an unrelated camino
Carter was kind enough to inform me of the existence of an El Camino college in Compton, California the other day, and I must admit to an early sense of accomplishment and pure giddiness at the thought of having a scholarly institution erected in my honor. Sadly, this was not the case.

Other, lesser known facts and inventions from Camino’s body of work include a vehicle comprised of the front of a bass boat and hind quarters of a zamboni, the sousaphone, the phrase Don’t go there, girlfriend, penicillin, the Franklin stove, B-movies dealing mainly with women in prison, the prosthetic moustache, Peanut Butter Cap’n Crunch cereal, apathy, Tesla coils, and a friendly toy known to impressionable nineteenth century children as “Jiggles, the Pantsless Marmot”. His “Jiggle me Jiggles” variation on the toy was the must-have Christmas toy of eighteen hundred and fifty-nine. However, the American Civil War was soon to put a damper on the pantsless Marmot rage of the mid-nineteenth century.
Broken and penniless, Camino then retired to California where he was a founding member CRIPS gang, which originally stood for “Camino’s Ragtime Internet Pep Squad”. Camino was once again showing considerable foresight, as this collective predated the actual Internet by well over a century.
Sadly, the group had turned to general mischief and shenanigans by the time technology caught up.
3 Comments:
Yeah but...if you can hollah, "is Compton in the Hizzy???" Hellz yeah.
Damn you, Camino! The "prosthetic moustache" made me laugh so hard I went into another coughing fit. Is that for people who lose their real ones in some horrible unexplained accident?
It was a common, though poorly documented occurence that the exaggerated moustaches of the nineteenth century were prone to getting caught in the popular steam engines of the time.
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